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latest-info · 1 month
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The Lantern of Kaamos
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Encounter The bustling streets of Los Angeles hummed with life as Jonna, a spirited adventurer with a penchant for unraveling mysteries, stood at the edge of the bustling pier. The salty breeze tousled her auburn hair as she gazed out at the vast expanse of the ocean, her heart filled with a sense of anticipation. It was there, amidst the chaotic beauty of the city,…
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cel-ju · 20 days
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Reading Style: Left to Right
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HEY, YOU 🫵. C'MERE *drags into hell*
I would like to share a comic sketch of my Mount Hua oc. Context? My delusions. Normally, oc bios should go first, but life's been getting busier lately,,
I'd like to explore the martial artists who don't have a sect/family to back them up (so those guys during the Sword Tomb Arc). It'll be interesting to talk about life with the common people in ROTBB's universe as I slowly catch up to the novel 🤺.
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deathbyathousandcaths · 2 months
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To my friend.
I deeply adore your presence and your presence alone is something I could not find in other people's shadow.
- deathbyathousandcaths
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serenitysands · 8 months
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WHAT THE FUCK IS UP BUTTERCUP!!!
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christiangeistdorfer · 4 months
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GRAHAM HILL's words to JIM CLARK
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fmet · 1 year
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Watching Asa brighten up and act all proud after Denji compliments her is both so funny and uplifting but also incredibly sad because you KNOW the only reason such a (backhanded) compliment garnered that reaction from her is because she’s so deprived of any level of verbal affection, from anyone. She knows she’s a boring, judgmental and generally unpleasant person to be around. No amount of deflecting her own insecurities onto the happy mundanity of others could possibly change that she knows this. And it must have been since her mothers passing that she’s heard anything even remotely indulgent like that directed towards her. Years and years of shrouding herself in a lens of superiority to make up for how absolutely lonely and disliked she is before someone like Denji came along and cut through that fog :((((( Asaaaaaa
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blerghie · 1 year
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alhaitham and dehya's friendship dynamic is hilarious their default reaction to each other is just "girl wtf"
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lounesdarbois · 1 month
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On peut aussi choisir des amis néfastes pour d’autres raisons. Parfois pour les secourir.
Jordan Peterson. 12 Règles
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sophieswundergarten · 11 months
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Listen. I really like how the show does stuff, especially with bringing such tricky and important scenes to life visually. But nothing will ever top the book's version of the Whisperer Death Scene.
Let us begin, the Whisperer repeated. Reynie braced himself. Let the worst come. He would be brave enough to resist, and he would not be alone. Let us begin, the Whisperer repeated, more insistently. Not just yet, Reynie thought. Let us begin. First let me polish my spectacles, Reynie thought. Let us begin. Not without my bucket, Reynie insisted. He heard Mr. Curtain muttering behind him. Let us begin, let us begin, let us begin. Rules and schools are tools for fools, Reynie thought.
Already the blue helmet had lowered onto the tiny girl’s head. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth set tight and grim. She looked as cranky and unhappy as they had ever seen her. “Reynie Muldoon!” she shouted, and Mr. Curtain’s delighted grin shifted into a frown. The waves of blankness began to subside. “Why . . . ,” Kate said, shaking her head to clear it. “Why did she yell your name?” “The Whisperer asks for your name,” Reynie said. “Constance is resisting it.” “Sticky Washington!” Constance shouted, and Mr. Curtain quivered with irritation. “That’s the first time she ever used my nickname,” Sticky said. He sat up on his knees. “But why has the brainsweeping stopped?” “Mr. Curtain must be focusing all the power on her,” Reynie said in a wondering tone. “But why would he need to do that?” Reynie leaped to his feet, having realized the answer. “The Great Kate Weather Machine!” Constance shouted, and behind her Mr. Curtain said, “Bah!” “Because she’s resisting!” Reynie cried. “And no one can resist like Constance!”
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yappacadaver · 4 months
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It’s gotta be a real kick in the nuts, going from being a very attractive young man with his whole life ahead of him, freshly released into the world after a childhood of abuse/neglect and ready to build new love and relationships… to being hit with the demon curse and becoming The Killer and losing the potential to ever be loved and known again
And now you’re all old and cringe and people avoid you cause you’re obviously fucked up and creepy
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sequestering · 1 year
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a little chilling that this writer decided the truest essence of hockey is pain (x)
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jokingluna · 2 years
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cave35 · 9 months
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drinking beer with your best friend
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blujayonthewing · 2 years
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cannot believe how soft I am about dracula in the year of our lord 2022. it’s about LOVE
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